I Hate It When Voldemort Novels & Stories

And I got a strong whiff of alcohol from him. "I don't want to see your pathetic tears. You know, I despise you more than your sister. You and your whole family are the most horrible people I have ever come across. Just wait until it's time for revenge… Until then, I will be torturing you little nerdy. And no one will help you or let you escape from this, even death…!!"

“Wow, who knew Lavender would have trouble with such a simple spell.” Not having to turn around, she knew just by the smell of fresh blood and an extensive amount of wood haven cologne. Reginald. Or, to my definition, a pain in my wings. A blood sucking monster. Now, don’t get me wrong, I love Reginald….sometimes. But god, he’s just too arrogant to get over of, but I also blame Artemis. He hates Vampires so, I hate them too. Well, hate is a strong word. "Hello Reginald, how may I help you.” I spoke up, still keeping my back to him, giving a side eye thinking about will I say next.

Those words were like a bell that rang over and over in my mind. I'm so upset with my parents. They insist on something I don't want to do. And I never will! "You must rebel, Fatima. Run away!" Instigation of my mind. You're a pest in my life, Kier! I took another arrow. In my mind, “Kier” is the target. When the arrow hit the target my smile reached my ears. "If you're not my friend, I might think you're crazy," said Kim. I didn't notice that she was watching me.

“You know who I’m talking about even though I can’t say his name,” I laughed, already knowing who she was talking about. “Like Voldemort in Harry Porter,” “Like Voldemort,” She responded. I left the reception after having a good laugh at the new nickname Rose had formed for Lucas and I can’t help but wonder if he was still like that. Dark, evil, and manipulative just like high school. I gathered some of the files that bitchy Charlotte had left on my desk and placed them on the low-rise shelf that was in the corner of the office room, leaving one on the table to go through.

My body jerked as a result of the sudden sound. "You really hate me that much." Viktor sneered through his gritted teeth, leaving me stunned. Who was this idiot? Of course, I hated his gut. "Is that a question? Between you and Mikhail I don't know who I hate more." I sneered at him. His lips twitched. Viktor drew in a deep breath, and a sad smile crept on his lips. "I guess I deserve that." His voice sounded broken.

“Hatred is too small a word for what I feel for your daughter. She took more than my sister that day. Death would not give justice for her crime.” ​ “I’ll break her until she’s lost every shred of hope, until she’s lifeless, like Raina.” Kabir snarled, his bloodshot eyes falling on Ziniya, now turning blue. ​ “But,” as if a switch flipped, his expression changed into a smirk. ​

Like my eyes were about to fall out this instance. "Yup!" They both said while giving me flat tone. "What's got into you bro's!" I said to them but still they all look at me seriously. "Woah seriously? Gezz fine I'll answer your questions ok!" I said as they still like to pushed that topic so I surrender. " Of course we all wanted to have someone to love and cherish ok? But not for now!" I said while giving them cheeky smile. "Idiot!" Blake mumbled.

she too was secretly hoping Danyang would return for her but Bryan never said he would ever return. She confirmed her friend's torture was much greater than she had thought and she pitied her. "[She hates werewolves, which made her suffer greatly for like forever, only to unintentionally fall in love with one and then be left like this, no no no..],".. Evely thought as she drew in pity for her best friend. "[And she can't even hate him? How the terrifying hatred turned to the most terrifying love.]".. Evely wondered and sighed. When it comes to Sophia's hatred for werewolves it was still there but had an exception, which everything later melted away as she fell in love with Bryan at first si

I got off the bed and rushed out, my bare feet hitting the marble floor as I stepped into the hallway. I just need to find my mum so we’ll talk some more, probably come to a resolution, even though she secretly hates me. My heart ached at the thought, but I know I deserve it. I killed her husband after all, how could she ever forgive me? Just as I was about to roam into another room, I heard my name. “Sapphire.” I froze. Jonathan approached from the opposite end of the hallway, smiling warmly like everything in the world was perfectly fine.

His eyes snapped to me the second I entered. “Selene,” he said, both relieved and nervous. “God, you actually came.” I smirked. “Of course. Better here than stuck with… you-know-who.” I leaned in, dropping my voice to a whisper. “Your favorite customer.” Victor blanched like I’d just said Voldemort. “Don’t say his name,” he muttered, his eyes flicking around like Raphael might materialize from the shadows. “You saw what happened last time. I’ve still got blood stained rags in the storage room from that psycho he took down.”